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A One Minute Rhyme Called Unwriting

I didn’t write at all today
perhaps tomorrow morning
it will likely be as bad as this
so this should serve as a warning
some days my fingers peck the screen
like happy little birds
and fill it up quite easily
with a mass of different words
but I didn’t write at all today
my fingers took a rest
so when I’ve slept they’ll try again
to do their very best.

Cuck Cuck Cuck Cuck

there was a little cuckoo
who cucked but couldn’t koo
so went asking all the other birds
just what he could do

the rook lent him a  roaring craw
the owl a twit to woo
a goose honked in longing tones
but nobody had the koo

so he left his woodland home
and went to Liverpool
and joined a group of pigeons
who thought his cuck was coooooool